I'm Sorry But He's Hot

I'm sorry but he's hot

I haven't checked my account for a while, I opened this app just to read and watch cat memes and stuff cuz they're cute af.

I have a small feeling of wanting to write rn, so I'll try it rn, I guess. My last exam starts next week, and I'm sick. I don't even know which class I'll be in for taking this exam because before my school said that on Thursday and Friday we'll be studying from home because they'll be preparing for the exam etc, I didn't go to school because I got a fever.

smol.

New obsession unlock!

°͙˒ ⊹ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𖠵 ˖ ࣪

꒰ pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader ꒱

𓂅`˒ warning(s): cursing, leon is touch starved 👎 kissing and groping but nothing past that, leon brainrot going crazy rn

꒰ overview: when leon comes home from an assignment, he always returns to your shared bed—tonight however, is a rather different situation, one you’re not totally sure how to handle. ꒱

- ﾐ a/n: this was bound to happen, I was sobbing over this man in 2019 😞, hoping u guys love this bc I’ll shatter otherwise xo

you were never a deep sleeper, always on the brink of sleep but never really awake—the slightest tips and squeaks making you jump from your bed. It’s no surprise when you hear the front door opening, even though you can tell whoever is opening it, is trying their best to be quiet about it.

of course, the only person it could possibly be is leon—returning from his latest assignment, any other person would’ve probably been frightened half to death, wondering who the hell could possibly be entering at 2:45 in the morning—but, you’re used to leon, and his more than less unconventional homecomings.

you twist your body a bit to turn on the small light right on the desk near your bed, your eyes squinting to adjust to the newfound brightness—when you place your feet on the ground you notice it’s..cold, more than the apartment normally is. the ac always lowered to prevent your partner from creating a puddle of sweat whenever he’s home.

when you enter into your living room, you notice two things—first, leon is on the couch, second, he’s crying. you’re confused, not too sure what to think, why hadn’t he come to your bedroom? why is he on the couch of all places? ‘’leon? baby? what’s wrong? why didn’t you come into the bedroom?’’ you slowly make your way to him, making sure your steps aren’t too aggressive—like walking up to a stray cat.

his face remains unreadable, he’s looking at you, but it’s more of a blank stare, like his thoughts aren’t coming to the surface and he’s simply..swimming over your features instead of actually looking. it’s unnerving, actually. ‘’I’m..fine, don’t worry ‘bout me sweetheart, just get back to bed.’’ you would’ve believed him, had his forced smile not looked like he took every functioning nerve he has in his body to form it.

‘’so..you’re just on the couch for what? the fun of it? it’s late, leon, come to bed.’’ you don’t mean for your tone to be as harsh as it comes out, but it’s late, and you’re tired—and you really just want to sleep with your boyfriend, in your own bed. you go to reach his hand, and when you try and grab it you notice he’s pulling away, why? ‘’no — shit — baby..please I’m not in the mood tonight, just get to bed and we can talk in the morning.’’ he’s no longer staring at you, but instead eyeing whatever he can find on the walls.

when he turns to look at you again—god he deserves to suffer for eternity, he doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to erase the way you looked at him in that moment, he deserves punishment. he quickly stands up, already regretting his choice of words and his rather repulsive behavior—and now he’s crowding you, staring down at you. he can visibly see you shrink down, almost as if you’re afraid he’s gonna do something.

‘’no, baby—shit, I’m not mad at you honey..fucking hell I really don’t deserve you, y’know that?.’’ you barely get a single sound out before he’s kissing you. his arms are essentially covering both sides of your body, because..well, he’s huge—and his hands are just as big, you’re trying to complain but how could you? when somebody like leon is kissing you so fiercely, how in the world could you ever complain.

‘’oh - shit, we are talking about this tomorrow, you’re not off the hook.’’ he’s nodding but you know even you’ll probably forget to mention it, his big hands are after all squeezing your breasts, he’s mouthing down your neck too—and you want nothing more than to spend the night having your way with him, but you have an inkling this is what he needs right now—so, you’ll let him have it.

you yourself are grabbing onto his biceps, squeezing whatever flesh you can find—you’ll never get tired of how big he is, only needing to hug you and you’re completely covered. his hands are trailing down to your ass now, squeezing but not harsh enough to make you take a breath. ‘’leon.’’ kiss ‘’leon’’ he finally pulls away—and god is it a pretty sight, his lips swollen, pupils dilated, and his hair, his normally well put together hair, is finally messy, strands sticking up and his bangs sticking to his forehead—you’d take a picture if your phone was nearby.

‘’yeah, baby?’’ his breathing is a bit heavy, and you find yourself smiling at the idea that something as simple as kissing and he’s already mush. ‘’how about we finally go to the bedroom? that sound good? I’m not too fond of having a backache if you decide to fuck me on the counter.’’ the speed of which he nods his head to the idea of him fucking you is ludicrous, but you’ve finally convinced him to come to bed, even if it does mean you’re sacrificing your sleep for the night.

@ vulturni 2023

Do I have a type? Or is it just Pavitr Prabhakar?

Pavitr Bust

If y’all use him as ur icon pls credit thx

SERENDIPITY ┊Kazehaya Shouta

i. CHAPTER ONE; NEW ENVIRONMENT

"NICE TO MEET you, I'm Egashira Momoko, you can just call me Momoko." Said a girl with her red hair put up on a pig tail.

"Nice to meet you, Momoko." Smiled Y/n.

Some of the girls went to her table as soon the teacher left the class for a moment, introducing themselves, getting to know each other.

"Say, what did you eat to make you that tall?" A girl named Hana, leaning her back to her desk. Hana has long black hair that Y/n herself found it very beautiful. She pulled her hair back with a pink headband.

"Oh, I don't know. I played a lot of basketball with my brothers." Replied Y/n, fidgeting her fingers.

"The boys gonna have to look up to you whenever they talk to you," laughs Hana.

"Oh, don't be like that, Hana-chan." Momoko giggles, somehow Hana's comment and Momoko and others laugh made her self conscious.

She's aware that her height is far taller than other girls around her age, Her cousins that are girls, their height didn't even reach her ears. She even asks her mom if her height is normal for her age, and her mom answers that it's normal telling her that she was the same height as her when she was in her age.

"What should we call you?" Himari starts making her beaming at the question.

"N/n-chan is fine!"

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"Hey, wanna play together?" Y/n asked Hana and others, her eyes lit up as the class was over, and it's break time. Her e/c sparkling with joy.

"Oh, uhm, actually, I'm going to the restroom with Momoko." Hana replied, taking Momoko's wrist in her hand in a hurry. Momoko, who was sitting down, went up to her feet very quickly from being pulled up by the black haired girl.

"I'll come with then!" Y/n declared, Hana shakes her head.

"No, no, no, you stay here. we won't be long anyway." Hana pulls Momoko's wrist, leading her to the restroom, sharing a laugh with the red head.

"Hey, I haven't seen the school playground, Should we play there?" Y/n turned to the girls with her hands behind hiding her nervousness, looking at each one for them, earning no reply until her attention instantly shifted to one of them holding their stomach.

"Oh my stomach, it's cramping!" one of them leaning their body forward a little while holding her stomach. "Im gonna need to use the toilet." She quickly ran past the h/c.

"Wait, Sae!" The other two girls suddenly ran past her too with one of them yelling from the door, "Just stay there, we won't be long! Then we can show you the playground." Before following Sae to the restroom, leaving her behind.

"Okay then, dont be long..." She whispered, sitting back down to her chair.

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Kazehaya Shota was playing around with his friends, joking around as they walked to the playground after taking back their ball from the teacher. "Gosh, I missed it again." Shota picked up a familiar voice of his classmate and unconsciously eavesdropped on the conversation on the stairs.

"I'll give you my notes later." Momoko told Hana.

"Thanks."

"What subjects did you miss?"

"Math and English, this sucks my grades gonna drop if this continues."

"N/n-chan is still new, I'm sure it'll drop soon."

Y/n and Hana sit quite next to each other. He remembered that a while ago, Y/n looked around and tapped Hana shoulders.

"It better be, or my mom will kill me, don't anyone that I said this, but I think Y/n is a little annoying for a new girl." Hana and the girls walk in front of Kazehaya and his friends.

"She's just trying to adjust." One of her friends defends. A short girl, brunette named Rika. She nervously smiles at the tension between her friends.

"Still, I dont remember you like that when you moved here." Hana huffed, crossing her arms.

"Should we just leave her in class?"

"Just leave her be, I'm sure she'll be fine anyway with her tall self."

"What's wrong with you girls?" Shouta asked them from behind. He can't help but ask about what they're talking about.

"Oh, Kazehaya-kun! Hana-chan was just telling us that N/n-chan missed taking notes." Momoko answered.

"Oh, you mean that new tall girl in your class? She's so huge!" Laughs Yoshida Kei holding the basketball above his head.

"Yeah, like a giant!"

They laugh except Kazehaya, who feels guilty. The moment she walks in, she doesn't really stand up straight with her chin up. She looks down.

"I know what to do. Let's go back to the class!" The boys ran back upstairs, snickering.

"Where are you going?" Shouta question echoed through the quiet hall. The girls followed them, wondering what they were going to do.

"Come on, Kazehaya, it'll be fun!" he swallowed, trying to rid the lump in his throat. He had a bad feeling about them changing their plans from going to tricks with the basketball to going back to their class. He wanted to leave, but he's worried it's what he thinks it is.

They didn't wait for him, hurrying back to class with the hesitating Shouta catching up behind.

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៚ · 💌 | 🌙 Author's note

I know kids can be horrible.